But The Child's Sob Curses

But The Child's Sob Curses Deeper In The Silence Than The Strong Man In His Wrath!

God Only, Who Made Us Rich, Can Make Us Poor.

Of Writing Many Books There Is No End.

Purple Lilies Dante Blew To A Larger Bubble With His Prophet Breath.

The Man, Most Man, Works Best For Men, And, If Most Men Indeed, He Gets His Manhood Plainest From His Soul: While, Obviously, This Stringent Soul Itself Obeys Our Old Rules Of Development; The Spirit Ever Witnessing In Ours, And Love, The Soul Of Soul, Within The Soul, Evolving It Sublimely.